Life is short. Thankfully, God’s grace is a whole lot longer.
I find that I am in a hurry about most everything these days. The scope
of rush spans all the way from…
…puzzles to prayer
…cooking to cleaning
and
…reading to writing.
It has been too long since I’ve spent time with Queen Sabbath. That has
not been for lack of being visited by her. She has come knocking but I have not
answered the door.
I am not saying I’ve been busy with work. That is not the case. It’s just
that even my leisure has a scattered and harried mark to it. Let’s call it “anxious
free time”.
Tell me you can relate. Better yet: say a slow prayer for me. Perhaps I’ll
try singing a seventy-fold Amen with the God of forty-three patient winters.
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